Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story

 

 

 

 

Karen and Michelle’s Sad Story Part 2 Michelle’s Story Chapter 45

 

By Redlegtiger

Redlegtiger@hotmail.com

 

Please remember that this is fantasy and anyone thinking that they should do these things in real life, deserve to be locked up and have the key thrown away and play sissy slut to their cell mate for eternity.  If you are not at least 18 years of age please leave.

 

Chapter 45, Michelle’s Introduction to Clearview.

 

Aminda, Michelle and Sarah spent the next day exploring the Warren estate.  Tom took them to the barn where Aminda and Michelle were allowed to choose one of the horses.  They were able to choose from both the horses that the Warrens had previously and the ones that had been at Marta’s Kennels.  Both Aminda and Michelle chose two stallions from Marta’s as their horse.  They each had experience with the horse they chose.  It just wasn’t the type of experience that Tom or Sarah would have expected.

 

Both girls were well trained in grooming and riding horses among other things, so they quickly saddled the horses and headed out with Sarah to explore the large estate.  When you have a valley that is one mile by two miles, it takes a lot of time to explore.  There are plenty of woods and streams and fun areas to explore.  At the end of the day the three girls carefully groomed the horses before stabling them for the night.

 

Sarah spent a few hours before dinner in her room alone.  She used that time to clean up and merge the recordings of Karen’s story.  She was making a point to select certain bits and pieces as she worked on them into a file she named doggyslut’s crimes.  So far she had only isolated the first time she tortured Dipti.  But she remembered several others that were much more incriminating.

 

Also during the day, Sarah observed the interplay between Aminda and Michelle.  The thing that she noticed the most was that Michelle always deferred to Aminda.  If she was asked what she wanted to do, Michelle would say “Whatever you want to do Aminda.”  She also would ask permission of Aminda before she would go to the bathroom or do anything that would be independent of her.  She also noticed that Michelle immediately did what Aminda told her at any time.  Sarah decided that she would try and start to see if she could get that kind of control over Aminda.  She would take it very slow, but she wanted both Aminda and Michelle to serve her.  She decided that if she controlled Aminda, then she would also control Michelle.  Sarah began to ask Aminda to do little things for her to get her started down the path to being her servant.

 

When they went to bed that night, Sarah came into the two’s bedroom.  She wanted to hear more about how the two grew up.  When she entered the room, she noticed that Aminda and Michelle were on the bed in a classic 69 with each other.  They were oblivious to the fact that Sarah had entered the room.  Sarah put her digital recorder on the vanity and moved to the bed. 

 

Sarah crawled onto the bed and as Aminda and Michelle assaulted each other’s cunts, she reached between them with both of her hands.  She took a tit from each girl into a hand and began to knead and pinch the tits and nipples.  After a few moments of doing that, the two girls quickly came to a good cum.  That was something that Sarah had also noticed.  Aminda and Michelle were so tuned in to each other that they almost always brought each other to orgasm at the same time. 

 

When they came down from their orgasm, Sarah said and asked, “That was hot.  Can I get in on the action?”

 

Aminda took charge and said, “Lie down in the center of the bed and let us take care of you sister.”

 

Sarah did as Aminda said and then Aminda looked at Michelle and ordered, “You eat her out Shelle.  Don’t let her cum until I say.  I’ll take her nice firm titties.”

 

The two girls then attacked Sarah with a vengeance.  Michelle started tenderly licking and sucking on Sarah’s fourteen year old cunt and clit with all of her trained skill.  Aminda did the same to her tits.  In about five minutes Sarah was ready to cum.  Both girls were expert at recognizing the signs of cumming from their training.  They backed off when they saw that Sarah was about to cum.  They kept up the stimulation just enough to keep her at the threshold without tripping her over the edge.  Five minutes turned to ten then to fifteen.  After fifteen minutes, Sarah began to beg for them to let her cum. 

 

Aminda hadn’t decided yet that it was time and she and Michelle kept up their duel attack.  After another ten minutes, Sarah’s begging had almost become hysterical she wanted to cum so bad.  Aminda decided it was time and lifted her head up and said, “Now”.

 

Michelle used two fingers in Sarah’s virgin cunt to fuck her with while she vigorously attacked her clit with her tongue and teeth.  Aminda at the same time began to chew and nibble aggressively on her nipples, biting them occasionally and pulling up until they wouldn’t go any further.  She would then let them snap back into place as she did the same to the other tit.  Sarah soon had the most massive orgasm in her life.

 

Aminda and Michelle moved up until they were lying on either side of Sarah.  They lay there and stroked each side of her head as they both whispered in her ear how much they loved her.  Sarah was just barely aware of them as she was coming down from her glorious high.  Finally she was awake enough that she could hear what they were saying.  She rolled toward Aminda first and looking her in the eye with a mix of lust and love, she reached up and stroked her hair as she said, “I just may keep you around forever if you keep doing that………Thank you.” 

 

Sarah moved her head forward and gave Aminda a deep passionate kiss.  When she broke the kiss she turned over to her other side and faced Michelle.  She reached up and stroked her hair and said, “And if I keep Aminda, that means I will keep you too.  I know that where Aminda goes, you go.  And I wouldn’t have it any other way.”

 

Sarah finally sat up and scooted back until she was sitting against the headboard.  She smiled and said, “I would like to hear more of your guys’ story.  If I understand what you went through, it will help me to be a better sister to you.”

 

Aminda quickly looked at Michelle and ordered, “Tell her about your experience at Clearview when you first got there.  Don’t leave anything out.”

 

Michelle closed her eyes for a few long seconds, took a deep breath to steady her nerves and then began.

 

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I don’t know where to start.  I guess the first thing to understand was that all of the three amigos went to Clearview for the 7th grade.  I had turned 13 in January but Aminda had turned 13 the previous fall while Lisa turned 13 a couple of weeks after me.  Aminda was only a month turning 14.

 

Lisa had spent the last year being disciplined and trained in a manner similar to what Aminda and I had been.  Her extracurricular activities with the neighborhood boys had been coming less and less often the closer we came to going to school.    

 

Because Mistress Tyree didn’t start classes at the town’s public high school until the third week in August, she volunteered to take all three of us to school on the first Monday in August.  It was about a two hour ride from home and we had to be there before noon.  Because of that, Aminda and Lisa both stayed overnight at our house.  When we first heard about that we were all excited that we were going to have a sleepover.  The reality was something that we should have expected but didn’t. 

 

At dinner, Mistress demanded that we all beg for our dinner.  This was something that Lisa had never been made to do.  She just couldn’t get it right to Mistress’s satisfaction.  After a little over an hour of begging and crying, Mistress finally yelled in anger, “Fine you stupid slut.  You go ahead and eat.  That goes for you two as well.  When you are done, I want all three of you in the living room and leaned over the coffee table.  I’ll show you stupid cunts what happens when you don’t listen to orders.”

 

Now I saw what Lisa was doing and as far as I could see, she had been in the perfect position and done everything just right.  I think that Mistress just wanted to have an excuse to punish her severely before we went to Clearview.  Needless to say, we all ate the slave gruel from the dog dish with an extra heavy covering of the white stuff covering it.  When we were done we cleaned the bowls and went to the coffee table.  Lisa lay down across the short side of the coffee table and Aminda and I were in our normal position lying along the long axis of the table.  Our heads were laying across Lisa’s back.

 

We lay like that for about an hour before Mistress and Master Darrell came in with a lot of rope and three paddles.  They spent the next hour tying us down with the rope.  They didn’t wrap ropes around Lisa like they did us.  By the time we were wrapped up in the rope with our arms pulled straight out over each other’s back, she could barely breathe, let alone move.  What they did do was tie rope to each of her wrists and pull that rope under the table and then tie it to her thigh.  That way if she kicked her legs to avoid the spanking it would cause her severe pain from pulling her arms.  When they had my and Aminda’s legs tied to the table, they picked up the paddles and began spanking us.

 

They spent the next two hours taking turns spanking us.  Master Darrell started spanking me for 20 swats.  Then he stepped to Lisa for 20 and then to Aminda.  When he was spanking Aminda, Mistress began spanking me with another 20.  After that she spanked Lisa and Master Darrell sat and watched.  When Mistress moved to Aminda, Master Darrell began spanking me again.  By the time they were done, all three of us had extremely red and extremely painful asses.  We cried for about an hour after the spanking stopped.  Master Darrell took Mistress up to her room and we could here them fucking.  It sounded like they purposely made as much noise as possible so that we could hear.  That’s how we spent the night before we left for Clearview.

 

Early the next morning, Mistress Tyree was up much earlier than normal.  She untied each of us and ordered us to the bathroom.  When we were there she made us take turns getting an enema, shower and take care of all of our other hygiene needs.  When we were done we were made to go to the foot of Mistress’ bed and lay across her cedar chest.  When all three of us were clean, she came in to the room and picked up a paddle and spanked each of us ten times.  When she was done, she pulled out our school uniform and handed it to us.  It consisted of a dark red and green plaid mini skirt that barely covered our pussies and ass.  It also came with an opaque white blouse that allowed just a hint of the aureoles and nipples to peak through but not enough to be sure that is what you were seeing.  The outfit was rounded out with white bobby socks and black, shiny, 4 inch high heeled shoes.  We weren’t given a bra or panty to wear.  I know I wanted to ask where my bra and panties were but I knew to do so would exact more punishment.  I can only assume that Aminda and Lisa were thinking along the same lines.

 

When we were all dressed for school, Mistress made us kneel in front of her cedar chest.  When we were all kneeling in the proper position, Mistress opened the chest and took out three black leather dog collars.  Each had a brass tab attached to it and it had three lines engraved on it.  Line one was ‘PROPERTY OF’, Line 2 was ‘CLEARVIEW PREPARATORY’, Line 3 was ‘SCHOOL and COLLEGE’.  Mistress put a collar on each of us.

 

The next thing that Mistress pulled out of the chest was a set of leather cuffs for each of us.  She pulled our arms behind our backs and put the cuffs on our wrists.  Once we were cuffed with our arms behind us she took out three leashes and hooked them to the collars.  The last thing she did was take out three blindfolds and put them on.

 

When she was done getting us ready, she took the leashes and ordered, “You sluts get up and come with me.”

 

She led us out of the room and down the stairs.  It was very difficult with us being blindfolded and each of us stumbled at least a couple of times.  I think she led us to the kitchen.  She made us stop and kneel on all fours side by side.  I heard her get the bowls and pour the gruel into them.  When I heard the refrigerator door open, I knew she was getting the white stuff to put on the food.  Finally she put the bowls under our faces on the floor and ordered us to eat.  When we were done she had each of us take a few drinks of water.

 

Finally she picked up the bowls and washed them out as we waited there on all fours.  When she was done she came back and picked up the leashes and ordered us up.  She then pulled the leashes and took us out to the van that they had rented for the day to transport us.  When we got in the van there were no seats to sit on.  She took us in one at a time and made us kneel on all fours.  I was at the very back of the van.  My ass was to the passenger side and my head was to the driver side.  My wrist cuffs were attached to a ring in the floor of the van.  My ankles were also cuffed and hooked to the floor of the van.  The final thing was a strap that was put over each leg behind the knee that kept me from moving my legs at all.  Aminda was next and she was strapped in the van the same way except she was put kneeling in the opposite direction that I was.  I could tell because of the moaning I heard from her whenever we hit a bump that hurt our knees.  Lisa was the last one and she faced the same direction I did. 

 

Mistress Tyree left us in the van for about an hour after we were locked in.  I can only assume that she was getting herself ready.  She finally came out and got in the van and started it up.  It was a long, painful drive to the academy.  I think it was about two hours.  Finally we felt the van stop.  We were taken out of the van and led up a flight of stairs.  At the top of the stairs they took the blindfolds off and we were standing in front of a large set of double mahogany doors.  After about ten minutes the doors opened and we were led into foyer.  We turned left and went down the hallway until we came to the headmistress’ office.  The doors were immediately opened and we were led in.  We stopped in front of a large mahogany desk and were made to kneel. 

 

The head mistress stood up and announced, “Welcome to Clearview you sluts.  I see by your enrollment records that you are here to be trained as slaves.  You will soon find that we take our responsibilities very seriously.  Orders will be obeyed from any faculty without question.  If you have a Dom appointed over you, you will obey their orders as well.  Failure to obey on the first command will exact a severe punishment.  I know how you three were punished last night and I will warn you that that kind of punishment is mild compared to what we do to unruly slaves who can’t follow simple orders.  The lady that let you in the room is Mistress Brittany.  She is the head disciplinarian for the school.  If you get into trouble, then you will answer to her.  Be warned that she will show no leniency to any student.  I am quite sure that each of you will experience punishment from her at some point in the next few days.  You will be taken to your room in a minute by a Senior Dom.  You are not allowed to talk or ask questions so just be quiet and follow his orders.  Before you go, I want each of you to lean over my desk and lift your skirt.  Mistress Brittany is going to show you what happens to bad girls.

 

Mistress Brittany pulled me up by my leash as she said, “I hear you are doggyslut’s bitch pup.  I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.  I hope you make a lot of mistakes and if you don’t I’ll just have to create a few.  Now get over the desk.”

 

Mistress Brittany pushed me over the desk and I remembered to reach back and pull my skirt up.  The next thing I knew I was being caned unmercifully.  It hurt so bad that I screamed and cried with each stroke.  She stopped after about twenty and she got down next to my ear and said, “Those twenty don’t count because you didn’t count them.  Now when I cane your nice tight little ass you count each stroke and then say ‘Thank you Mistress Brittany, may I have another please?’ Now let’s try that again.

 

Brittany swung the cane as hard as she could at my already bruised and bleeding ass.  I screamed in pain from the strike.  Aminda and Lisa were crying uncontrollably for what I was going through and began begging them to have mercy on me. I finally quit screaming and counted one and thanked Mistress Brittany.  That is the way it went for the next 20 strokes of the cane.  I was hurting worse than I ever had.  Being spanked with a paddle was bad enough but the cane was shear torture.

 

When Mistress Brittany was done caning my ass, she ordered, “Stand up bitchpup.  I want you to take off your blouse and kneel in front of the desk facing your friends with your hands behind your head.  Do it quickly or it will be worse for you.”

 

I was still dancing and sobbing from the caning as I unbuttoned my blouse as quickly as possible.  When I was done, I knelt as I was instructed.  Without any warning, Mistress Brittany swung the cane hard at my tits.  I screamed in agony as I fell forward and put my hands on the floor, gasping in pain.  I had never felt anything like it.  I finally got back in positions and counted one and thanked Mistress Brittany.

 

Mistress Brittany got down in my face and snidely said, “Uh uh bitchpup.  That doesn’t count because you failed to hold your position.  I’m going to give you ten on your tits and you’re going to count them as you stay in position or I keep caning you.”  She turned to Aminda and Lisa who were still crying and begging for her to stop and said, “And if you two beauties don’t shut up, you’ll join her.”

 

Aminda and Lisa continued crying for me but they didn’t beg anymore.  Mistress Brittany turned back to me and saw that I was back in position.  She said, “Good bitchpup” as she swung the cane at my tits again.  This time I knew what to expect and stayed in position as I screamed in pain.  It took all of my will and concentration to remain in position.  Finally I counted and thanked Mistress.  She continued until the ten swats were done.  I don’t know how but I dutifully counted all ten.  I was finally released to join my friends kneeling in front of the desk. 

 

Both Aminda and Lisa were made to lean over the desk and be spanked.  Aminda was the first and she was surprised when she was spanked with a paddle instead of a cane.  She remembered to count and thank her for each swat.  They each received 20 swats with a paddle instead of the cane.  They told me latter that they were wondering why there was such a difference between the way they were treated compared to me but no explanation was given.  I was in too much misery to think about anything.

 

When the spankings were over, I was made to pick up and carry my blouse in my mouth and then we were led out of the office by Mistress Tyree, crawling on all fours.  As we left the office there was a senior male student that took our three leashes.  If I hadn’t been in such misery, I would have been embarrassed like Aminda and Lisa were, but I was just trying to cope with my pain.  He led the three of us out of the main building into a concrete area that was about 100 feet by 100 feet.  There was a three story building on the left that said S DORM on it, a building directly opposite that said D DORM on it.  To the right was a building that said, Math Hall and there was a sign with an arrow pointing up that said, Science Hall.  There were several vans with Clearview Preparatory School on the side parked close to the D dorm and several older men standing around talking.  They made several comments but we couldn’t make them out as we were crying so much.

 

The guide took us to the left into the S Dorm.  Our knees were getting bloody from crawling on the rough concrete.  As we entered the tiled entryway to the building we saw big double oak doors with Dining Hall above it.  We turned right and went to the end of the hallway where there were stairs going up to the left.  We went up the stairs and were led up to the fourth floor where all of the 7th grade female slaves were kept.  We were taken down to the farthest room on the right down that wing of the floor. 

 

The Senior opened the door and after taking the leashes off and hanging them on a peg by the door ordered, “This is your room you cunts.  Don’t worry about going down to the Dining Facility.  That room is only for us Doms.  You will find a doggy dish by your bed.  Whenever you hear three chimes, put your dish out and to the left of your door.  You will be given your gruel and any special orders your master or mistress has ordered for your meal.  You will also notice that by each bed is a rubber cock sticking out of the wall.  That is how you will drink your water.  It only works if you have it fully in your throat so you better learn to swallow it whole or you’ll die of thirst.  They are being nice in that for beginners they only use 4 inch ones.  Each month the cock will be increased in size until you can take a full thirteen inch cock in your throat with no problem.  You can get a drink at any time.  You are free this evening, but you will not leave your room.  You will find that there are no closets in the room.  There is a hook with a hanger on it that you can hang your uniform on.  You will only be allowed to wear it for classes and on special occasions.  From now on you are not allowed to wear clothes otherwise unless specifically ordered.  Wake up is 5 am.  You will line up in the hallway for your morning spanking and then have until 5:30 to use the bathroom and take care of personal hygiene.  At 5:30 am is physical exercise down in the quad which is the concrete area you just crawled through to come to this building.  At 6:30 to 7:30 is clean up and recovery.  You will be expected to shower and give yourselves an enema every day during that time.  7:30 to 8 is breakfast so make sure your bowls are out before you start to clean up as that is when they’ll come by and fill them with your rations.  Classes will be from 8 to 4 and will follow the academic schedule that your master or mistress set for you.  From 4 to six you do have free time for extracurricular activities such as band, track, volleyball, football, etc.  Remember that your academics are critical if you want to keep from being punished.  If you don’t have anything you participate in then use that as study time.  Dinner time is 6 to 7 so again make sure your bowl is outside of your door.  From 7 pm to 9:30 pm is study time.  You will be in your room and will be studying your lessons.  That is the only thing you are allowed to do during that time.  At 9:30 you will again line up for your daily punishment.  If you haven’t done anything wrong, you will only get ten swats.  If you acquired any demerits then you will receive five swats per demerit on that day.  The demerits will not disappear though until you are publicly punished in front of the student body on the quad.  That is done on Saturday.  Weekends are usually spent doing things arranged by your Master or Mistress.  There are a lot of rules for slaves so make sure you read the list of rules.  Ignorance of the rules on the first day of class will result in your being punished at the beginning of each class until you have them learned by heart.  Now go in your room and enjoy your last little bit of free time.  Classes don’t start until Wednesday so be ready by your door tomorrow after breakfast.  I will give you a tour of campus so you know where everything is.”

 

The senior turned and walked away leaving the three of us alone in the hall.  I was the first to crawl into the room.  I was still sobbing from my caning as I entered the room.  What we saw made us stop just inside the door.  The room was nothing more than a cell.  It was nine foot by nine foot square.  Along each wall was an extra large doggy bed on the floor.  Above the bed and to the left a bit was the cock that the senior had talked about.  About a foot above that was a shelf with text books.  A hook with an empty hanger on it was just to the right of it.

 

I crawled to the bed on the right and lay down and curled up in a fetal position and cried my heart out.  Aminda took the bed straight ahead from the door and Lisa took the one on the left.  They both remembered that they were supposed to strip naked and hung their clothes up on the hanger and put the shoes and socks on the floor.  When they were done they both came over to me and took my clothes and hung them up.  They then lied down on either side of me and tried to comfort me as best as they could. 

 

After about an hour Aminda ordered, “Lisa, put the bowls out in the hall so that we’ll get dinner.  Then come back and help me.”

 

Lisa did as she was ordered and then returned to Aminda and me and rejoined us.  They lay like that until the dinner bell rang.  Aminda had Lisa bring the food in and the two of them ate.  But I wouldn’t eat.  I cried almost the whole time.  I hurt so bad that I could barely stand it.  Finally Aminda started picking up a piece of the food at a time and feeding it to me.  She made me eat it all, feeding it to me like that, piece by piece until it was gone.  She got me to do it by saying, “You have to eat Michelle.  If you don’t they will be mad at you and then they’ll punish you some more.  You can’t stand that so please eat your food, PLEASE.”

 

That night at 9:30 pm, I was finally beginning to feel okay.  Not good, but at least okay.  We remembered to crawl out to the hall and line up as directed.  Mistress Brittany came by and spanked first Lisa and then Aminda ten swats with a paddle each.  They counted out each swat.  For me she had that terrible cane.  She looked at my ass and decided it had been punished enough.  She made me lie on my back over Lisa and Aminda’s backs with my legs spread out in almost the splits.

 

Mistress Brittany began caning me just below my tits.  With each strike I counted and thanked her but she kept at it after ten strokes.  After twenty strokes she was at my pussy.  She ordered, “Lift up your legs and hold them out as wide as you can.”

 

This exposed my virgin pussy to her view.  She proceeded to cane my pussy for ten strokes.  It hurt like hellfire.  I was barely able to gasp out the count and thanks as I was directed.  It was after five strikes to my pussy that my friends did something that I will never forget.  Aminda began begging, “Please Mistress Brittany.  Have mercy on her.  I’ll take some of her punishment.  Please don’t hurt her anymore.”

 

Mistress Brittany looked at Aminda and then Lisa and asked, “Is that what you want, to take some of bitchpup’s punishment?”

 

Both Aminda and Lisa answered, “YES MISTRESS, PLEASE have mercy.”

 

Mistress Brittany laughed almost hysterically and then said, “Don’t expect any mercy from me.  I have none for bitchpup or you.  If you want to take some of her punishment for her then that’s fine with me.  From now on, you receive the same exact punishment that bitchpup gets.  And on top of that, if any of you do anything wrong, you all three get punished.  How’s that for mercy.”

 

Both Aminda and Lisa began crying from the thought of being punished as severely as I was.  But I loved them even more than I did before, especially Aminda who spoke up first.  Mistress Brittany finished my last five swats on my pussy and I screamed in agony.  But I counted and thanked her as I was supposed to.  When she finished with me she made me trade places with Aminda.  She then caned Aminda like she caned me.  Finally Lisa and Aminda traded places and she got the same treatment. 

 

When she was done, Mistress Brittany ordered, “From now on when you present for your morning and evening punishment you will do so like you are now.  Two of you will be on all fours and the other will be lying over the other two with your ass presented.  Michelle is scheduled to receive twice as many swats of the cane as the normal student gets with a paddle.  That’s because she is the bitchpup of doggyslut.  Until doggyslut is caught, bitchpup here will continue to receive more punishment from the masters and mistresses.  That means that from now on you will join her.  Just so you know, that means that in addition to the morning and evening punishments, you all will receive ten swats at the beginning and end of each class.  The three of you are going to be so much fun to have around.  I’m glad to have a chance to punish the daughter of the one and only slave to escape the organization.  Now get in your room and get to bed.”

 

When we crawled into the room, we all made a beeline to my bed and lay down together and cried ourselves to sleep.  It took about an hour and a half for our pussies to calm down enough where we could fall asleep. 

 

The next morning we woke up to a high pitch sound, something like a smoke detector but 100 times worse.  We got up and crawled out into the hallway to present our selves for morning punishment.  Mistress Brittany was there within five minutes and gave each of us 20 hits of the cane on our ass.  By the time she was done we had less than ten minutes to use the bathroom.  We crawled to the bathroom and found no stools to use.  All of us 7th graders were sitting on our heels in the bathroom looking at one another, perplexed at where to go to the bathroom.  After a few minutes, Aminda yelled out, “Hey ladies.  We have to get down to physical training or we’ll be punished.  We’ll just have to hold it until we can ask how we are supposed to go to the bathroom.”

 

She was the first one to crawl out of the room and head down the hall to the stairs.  Lisa and I followed her.  The rest followed suit.  We just barely made it to the quad before the bell rang indicating time for training to start.  There was a female standing at the ramp that went up to the administration building.  She yelled out, “You 7th Graders get your nasty little cunts over here to my right all the way up front where I can keep an eye on you.  All of you now have five demerits.  If you don’t hurry up I’ll make it ten.  We’re all waiting on you.”

 

Aminda, Lisa and I were crawling as soon as she pointed out where to go.  The rest of them took their time.  By the time they all finally lined up, we had ten demerits.  That was mostly due to one girl who was too busy crying to be listening to what was being said.  It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out why.  She had just pissed all over herself.

 

The exercise leader quickly ran up to her and slapped her so hard she fell down and started crying.  She yelled, “You bitch.  Why didn’t you take care of that problem before you came down here?  You now have 25 demerits on top of the ten that all of you are getting.”

 

The exercise leader dragged her by the hair until she joined us, literally throwing her into place with her 25 other classmates.  One thing I did notice was that right behind us was a line of about ten boys our age that were naked and sporting erections.

 

Finally we were all lined up by classes.  To the leader’s right and up front were the 7th graders, center front 8th graders, left front 9th graders, right middle 10th graders, middle middle 11th graders, left middle 12th graders and middle rear had 1st and 2nd year college students.  Just before the exercise leader started the exercises she looked over to the 7th graders and announced, “I can tell by the pained expression on some of you beginner’s faces that you didn’t take care of your biological functions before you came.  Since it’s obvious that none of you read the rule book, you each have another five demerits.  Now if you had read your book, you would have known that you and your room mates are responsible for relieving each other.  From the confused looks on your face I can see that you still don’t understand.  You are responsible for drinking your room mate’s piss and eating their shit.  We don’t care how you work it out amongst yourselves, but get it done before you come out here.  Now since this is your first day, I’ll give you a chance to relieve yourselves and hurry up about it.”

 

Aminda was the first to drop to her knees and latch her mouth over my cunt.  I had been on the verge of pissing myself like the other girl had.  I let go with a torrent that seemed to go on forever.  Soon I was done however and I knelt to return the favor.  Lisa had turned to the girl next to her and followed Aminda’s example in relieving the girl of her piss.  That girl returned the favor as well.  Much to their credit, none of the girls threw up.  You could hear most of us continuing to swallow our bile, struggling to keep from doing it.  Finally all of us had finished and stood up.  The rest of the students were laughing and enjoying the show.  Finally we started exercising.  It was the standard type of exercises you would expect.  We did push ups, sit ups, crunchies, jumping jacks, etc.  We didn’t run that day but the exercise leader said that from that day on we would be expected to run as a class.  7th graders would start with a half mile and go up from there.  We didn’t have any running shoes so I wondered if we would get any before the next exercise session.  Somehow I didn’t think we would. 

 

After the exercise session was over we were released.  The exercise leader reminded us saying, “You 7th graders need to remember to give yourselves enemas while you shower.  Each room will use one shower head.  The first room done will have ten demerits removed from the accumulated total at the end of the day.  The last room finished will have ten added.  Now get going and don’t waste any more of my time.  You three bitchpups get up here.”

 

The leader was pointing in front of her feet.  It looked to me like it was just an excuse to keep us late but I was surprised when she said, “You three seem to understand a bit about what is going on, especially you Aminda.  You are now the class leader.  A note will be made in your records as such.  You are now responsible for what does and doesn’t happen with your classmates when you are required to do things as a class.  That means that you’ll be punished when they screw up and you two other bitchpups better make sure you help her because you’re all in this together from what Mistress Brittany has indicated.  Now get up there and make sure that all of your mates are finished on time.  Don’t be last either.”

 

That surprised all three of us.  But we crawled back to the dorms as quickly as we could.  We didn’t even bother to go to the rooms.  We, or should I say Aminda crawled to the bathroom and we followed her.  When we got there all of the shower heads were in use but two.  Aminda made Lisa and I get started as she crawled out to the rooms to find the missing students.  The room that decided to skip the shower was the one with the girl that had pissed herself.  From what Aminda told us later, her roommates were trying to get her to come with them but she was just too mortified.  Aminda told us that she crawled up to the girl and slapped her, telling her, “If you don’t get in there right now and get cleaned up like she said, you will cause not only you but the rest of us to get punished as well.  That means my friends and I will receive double the punishment.  I was just made responsible for the class.  That means whatever the class fails to do, my friends and I are punished with the class and then I as leader am punished.  Because Michelle is doggyslut’s daughter, she, Lisa and my self receive double the punishment that any one of us would get normally.  So you see, we’re punished for what the class fails to do.  I’m punished for that failure separately at double the punishment as leader and then Michelle receives an additional doubling of the leader punishment while Lisa and I then receive the same as she does.  I won’t allow that to happen.  You will get into the shower now and you will wash up and get your enema.  You will do so before the time is up or I’ll punish your ass.”

 

Aminda then moved behind her and began to slap her ass with her hand.  The girl’s roommates saw what she was doing and began to spank the girl as well.  The girl finally decided the better part of valor was to get to the showers and get clean.  Lisa and I were almost done cleaning ourselves when Aminda finally got the three missing girls into the shower.  Lisa and I both immediately launched into washing Aminda.  When we were done soaping her up, I went to get the enema supplies while Lisa rinsed Aminda off.

 

I returned with the hoses and the enema bag and three measured packets of enema salts.  I dumped the salts into the enema bag and filled it up to the line.  I had Aminda bend over while I soaped up the 4 inch dildo and stuck it in her ass.  I released the valve and squeezed the enema bag until it was empty.  When I was done I refilled the bag with another packet of salts, washed the dildo and did the same to Lisa.  Then I refilled the bag and cleaned the cock and had Aminda do me. 

 

The hardest part of the whole thing came next.  I knelt down behind Aminda and motioned for Lisa to join me.  I hated what I had to do next but I couldn’t stand any more canings like the one I had the day before so I told Aminda to release the enema and stop when I tapped her on the back.  I locked my mouth around her asshole and she let loose.  I almost gagged when her liquid shit began to erupt into my mouth but I swallowed as fast as I could.  I was soon getting overwhelmed and tapped her back.  She cut it off and when she did I backed away and motioned Lisa to take my place.  She quickly did and resumed where I left off.  I had to fight the urge to throw up but I somehow managed. 

 

I glanced to the other showers and the others were staring at us like we were nuts.  I told them, “If you guys don’t get busy and do this like we are then we will all be late and that means more punishment.  If you don’t want your body to look like mine and hurt like mine does then you better get busy.  And I can assure you they will hit you in the cunt and in any way they want and you’ll wish you were dead the whole time they do.  And just remember that whatever you guys get, we three get double the punishment two times over.” 

 

I explained how it worked for us and you could tell by their white faces that they understood why we were so anxious to get things going.  I even showed them my caned pussy from that morning.  It was swollen almost three times its normal size and it hurt like a son of a bitch.  After that they all got busy with the enemas and followed our example.

 

While I was doing that, Lisa had finished off Aminda and was standing releasing hers into Aminda’s mouth.  I got down in position just as she tapped Lisa’s back and backed up.  I took her place and finished her off.  When she was done I stood up and Aminda and Lisa took turns with me.  I’m sure that the way we did it by splitting each person between two of us kept us from getting terribly sick.  I know if I hadn’t taken the breaks when I did, I would have been overwhelmed.  When we were done, we washed each other’s asses and got out.  There were no towels so we just air dried as we combed our hair and brushed our teeth. 

 

When she was done, Lisa went to the room and put out our bowls and went down the hall checking the rooms to make sure they all had their bowls out.  For about half of the class it was good that she did because they had forgotten to put theirs out.  When she was coming out of the last room, they were going down the line from the end of the hall at our room and began to fill the bowls with the breakfast gruel.  That’s when we found out what the white stuff was.  The boy 7th graders were there and were made to jack off into about half of the bowls of gruel.  Of course all three of ours was covered with the stuff. 

 

While Lisa was doing half the class a favor, Aminda and I were hurrying the slow pokes up.  We both knew that if we didn’t we wouldn’t make it in time.  There were two rooms that were having difficulty with the enema stuff and we decided to intervene to help them out.  Aminda took one and I helped the other.  That sped things up drastically and we were able to get them finished with time to spare.  Aminda and I brushed our teeth again and went to our room.  The last room out was the one that Aminda had to motivate to get in.  We just had time to wolf down breakfast and lick the bowls clean before the bell sounded for class time. 

 

As promised the day before, the Senior boy that brought us to our room was waiting in the hall.  When we got in the hall we noticed that the girls from the two rooms weren’t there.  Aminda crawled to one and I crawled to the other to get them out.  I got to mine just as they were coming out.  Aminda was in hers for a few minutes and then two of them came out.  She was in there a few more minutes and then she came out to the center hall and assumed the kneeling slave’s position in the center of the hall facing in the direction of the boy. 

 

When he saw her assume the position he asked, “What is it slave?”

 

Aminda looked up and said, “Forgive me sir.  But Angie won’t come out.  She says she shouldn’t be here that it’s all a mistake.  She won’t budge sir.  There’s nothing I……we could do to make her move.”

 

The boy pushed up from the wall he was leaning against and said as he walked to the room, “We’ll see about that.”

 

The boy entered the room and walked straight to Angie who was curled up in a fetal position, crying her heart out.  All he did was grab her hair and pull her violently out to the hallway accompanied by her shrieks of pain.  When he got to the door he pulled her up until she was standing and then pushed her out of the room and into the wall opposite the door.  She hit the wall with a loud thud and fell to the floor crying.  He went over to pick her up, again by the hair, and pulled her to her position in line. 

 

The girl was now in agony and her nose was bleeding from where it hit the wall.  It was also obvious she was in a daze from hitting her head against the wall.  The senior said, that is an additional 10 demerits for all of you and 40 for our reluctant little bitch here.  Multiply the demerits by five and you’ll see that ‘little miss I’m too good to be here’ now has 200 swats with the cane coming in addition to what the class gets.  Now we are going on a tour of the campus so pay attention and keep up.  For this tour, you may begin walking once we are out of the building.  I will tell Aminda who has been designated the class leader when to start walking.  You all take your cues from her.  If no ones explained it to you yet, the class leader gets double the punishment as the class so little miss prissy here just cost her 20 demerits.  Her roommate is none other than Michelle Mitchell, Daughter of doggyslut who escaped from our grasps.  She gets punished every time one of her roommates gets punished at twice the amount.  That means she gets 40 demerits.  Her roommates volunteered to take her swats for her so Mistress Brittany, whom you all had the privilege of experiencing first hand, declared that all three of them get the same punishment.  That means that all three of them just earned 40 demerits along with your reluctant classmate.  Remember that your actions result in more punishment for the three bitchpups.  And that reminds me, from now on, you will only refer to Michelle as bitchpup.  Anyone being heard to call her by her name will be punished immediately and severely and she will receive twice as much.  Being Aminda is the class leader and has been enrolled to be expert at giving head, she will be known as headpup.  Lisa is suckpup because she loves to give a good blowjob so much.” 

 

Lisa turned red in embarrassment and looked at the floor when he said that.  He continued, “You shouldn’t be surprised suckpup.  Your master was fully aware that you were sucking almost all of the boys in the neighborhood well before he married your mom and turned her into his slave.  There is no need to get embarrassed either.  By the end of the school year all of you will be experts at it.  It’s a necessary requirement to pass 7th grade here for slaves.  The rest of you should forget any other names for them.  You will also be given new names when the time comes.  Now follow me.”

 

He turned and walked to the stairs.  Aminda took up her place at the head of the class and Lisa and I brought up the rear.  I knew that Aminda would want Lisa and I to make sure that no one was left behind.  I saw that Angie wasn’t moving so I grabbed her hair and put it in my teeth and bit down hard so that as I crawled she had to follow.  She moaned in pain and was rather slow so I mumbled ‘Come on’ through my clenched teeth.  I then crawled as fast as I could to try and catch up.  At first she hardly moved but the constant tug on her hair finally got her moving.  We were just barely able to catch up before they left the building.  By then Angie was moving like she was back with us so I let her go and whispered, “Please keep up and pay attention.  I can’t take too much more punishment.  Think about what you’re doing.  By tomorrow night you’re going to look like me or worse.  On top of that, you managed to get me and my friends 200 more hits with the cane all because you panicked.  None of us like what’s happening, but if you don’t get with it we will all suffer tremendously.  Is that what you want?  Now keep up and my friends and I will do what we can to help.”

 

She quietly whispered, “Okay, I’ll try” as we stood up and rushed into the middle of the quad where the group was just stopping.  When he stopped to turn around he seemed genuinely surprised that we were both with the group.  I thought he looked a little disappointed that we were there when he saw us.  He said snidely, “Well it looks like ‘little miss prissy’ has decided to join us.  I guess bitchpup didn’t want any more punishment, not that you can blame her.  She’s going to be punished enough just because of who she is.  Behaving perfectly, she and her friends will probably receive two to three times the punishment as the rest of you.  Think about that when you think your life is miserable. Now let’s get on with the tour.”

 

He went on to explain that the U shaped building consisted of the administration building on the front side of the U.  The left side of the U were the teachers rooms and the right side was for the masters and mistresses.  In the basement of the building was the quartermaster where you went for any supplies that were needed for classes as well as to get your uniforms cleaned.  He said not to worry about the cost of things we picked up.  That our master or mistress would pay it or it would be added to the price when we were sold off to a new master or mistress.  Then he turned to the left and pointed out a three story building that he called Math Hall. 

 

There was a sidewalk that went between it and the admin building.  We walked about a blocks distance to another building on the left and an open lawn on the right.  The building was called Science hall.  Then he pointed to the front, right direction to a large two story house that was over a hundred years old.  He told us that it was the house where Mistress Lynn and Mistress Brittany and her slaves Diane and Ginger lived, though Mistress Lynn was only there about a third of the time.  He explained that Diane and Ginger would be enrolled in our class but that we would only see them in class and we weren’t to associate with them in any way.

 

We then retraced our path to the quad where he pointed to the building opposite the admin building.  He told us that it was the Dominants Dorm.  It wasn’t even half the size of the subs Dorm.  He then explained that the subs Dorm had a dungeon in the basement that was used for some of the lessons on the proper torture of slaves.  All subs from 7th grade to college level were housed in the sub Dorm. 

 

We then headed down a down and inclined ramp wide enough for cars between the sub dorm and the Dom Dorm.  There was a newer more modern dorm on the right which he told us was the College Dorm.  Only college aged Doms were allowed in the dorm unless the student already had a slave or two.  The Dom was allowed to have his/her slave stay in the student’s room if he wanted which was usually the case. 

 

There was a wide open field in front of the College Dorm.  It was big enough for about three football fields.  There was a gravel trail around it.  When we went by there were several older college students practicing hitting golf balls. 

 

We continued walking down the gravel trail on the right side of the field, which was murder on our bare feet.  The senior guiding us didn’t even attempt to slow down so it wasn’t long before we were all crying and our feet were beginning to get a little bloody.  At the far end of the field and on the right were some woods that had a gravel road entering it on the far left side corner of the open field.  The road was wide enough for vehicles and we took it.  About 200 yards through some woods following the road we came to a small football stadium.  It looked like it might hold a couple of thousand people if that.  There was a track around the field so we learned that if we wanted to participate in track and field this was where the training would be as well as other special events that he said we would learn much later.  From the stadium he followed a small foot path going away to the left as we were approaching the stadium.  At the top of the path on the left was a concrete wall.  There were shackles spaced out at various locations on the wall and he said that most of us would have plenty of time to get familiar with its functions.

 

We continued up the path to the top and there was a beautiful golf course that went off to the right.  He told us that it was a 9 hole golf course and that we would be trained to caddy for the masters and mistresses.  We turned left and there was another wide open field that we walked back down in the direction toward the admin building but a ways to the right side of it.  As we came to the top of the hill we could see the back of the field house that had the basketball courts, an indoor swimming pool, an indoor track and an indoor rifle and pistol range.  Between the field house and the Sub Dorm was Academic Hall which was the third and last of the classroom buildings.

 

As we approached the Field house he pointed out on the right the horse barn where we would learn how to properly tend to horses among other things.  Down a little farther on the right were the kennels where they had room for about a hundred dogs.  To the left was what they called the Armory.  It had a duel purpose.  It had a readily equipped dungeon in it with larger and more sinister pieces of equipment in them.  It was also used to store some of the larger torture devices that were mobile and wheeled out for the public tortures and punishments. 

 

Our guide took us back towards the sub Dorm.  As we passed the sidewalk between Academic hall and the sub Dorm he stopped and pointed out a door that entered the basement of the building.  He told us that we could not ever go in that door because it was a special entrance for Doms and Masters and Mistresses.  Any slave found to be in that room would be severely punished unless they had been sent on a special mission by the head mistress or Mistress Brittany.  Aminda was the only one of us to go into that door to see the head mistress for something to do with her class leadership position.  Apparently it was an extremely nice lounge with a bar and grill.  There were other doors on the inside that apparently allowed entry to the dungeons from the lounge. 

 

Our guide took us back to the sub dorm and as we entered he stopped just inside the main entrance.  He pointed out that the office on the right just inside the entrance was the commandant of discipline which was a student position.  The position was only held by senior Doms.  The responsibility was rotated daily so all senior Doms had to serve their share of duty.  They were responsible for maintaining good order in the Dorm at night when the staff was asleep.  They were constantly roaming the entire dorm to try and catch a sub out of their room.  If they did catch one then that Dom got to punish the slave in a public discipline session in the quad. 

 

Our guide went into the office for a few minutes.  While he was gone, Aminda got down in the slave’s kneeling position and motioned for the rest of us to join her.  Lisa and I were the first to join her.  Angie, who had never left my side, went down with me as well.  The rest of the group quickly followed. 

 

When our guide came out of the office he was pleasantly surprised that we took the initiative on our own.  He announced to the class, “My, what a pleasant surprise.  I must say that most first years don’t even try at this point to assume the slave’s position and here your whole class is doing it together without being told.  I tell you what.  That deserves a little reward.  I’m taking away the 10 demerits I gave you for ‘Little Miss Prissy’ being late.  That is except for the bitchpups.  They’ll still receive the punishment as if nothing has changed.  I just turned it in to the head mistress for tomorrow’s activities so it is irrevocable now.  Headpup and suckpup will receive their punishment tonight before bed, while bitchpup will just receive the routine punishment.  Tomorrow there will be a special opening assembly in the assembly hall just around the corner here down the hallway to the right of the staircase leading up to your floor.  There, she will be punished in front of the entire school before the special ceremony begins.  So bitchpup, you are in for an eventful day tomorrow.”

 

He then took us up the stairs to our rooms.  We were given the rest of the afternoon as free time.  He told us that it would be the last free time we would have for a long time. He then left us there.  When we got in our rooms we each had a class schedule showing the times and locations of all of our scheduled classes.  The three bitchpups were all assigned to the same classes.

 

……………

 

 

Michelle looked at Aminda and saw that she was nodding off.  She turned back to Sarah and said, “I’m sorry Sarah.  Aminda and I are very tired.  Can we continue tomorrow sometime?”

 

Sarah let out a big yawn and answered, “Yeah, I know what you mean.  Thank you for sharing.  I know it’s hard for you, but it is really helping to understand you two better.  I’ll see you tomorrow.” 

 

Sarah got up and walked past the vanity to pick up the recorder on the way to the bathroom.  She quickly got ready for bed and then went the rest of the way through to her room.  She downloaded the night’s recording and then began to work on the recording with Karen’s tale.  She spent the next couple of hours listening to and working the recording with the computer program to make it understandable.  When she finally quit for the night, she had about a fifth of it done.  She figured she would have about another week or two of work to do, maybe even longer.  She finally shut the computer down and went to bed at 2:30 am.

 

……………

 

Up in Washington Karen spent a relaxing day at the safe house trying to make the two new girls comfortable.  She did convince Sam to go shopping for them so that they would have some nice clothes to wear.  Karen had wanted to go but Gregg was insistent that she would be in too much danger to be so exposed.  While Sam was gone, Karen did receive a visit from Bill and Pete.  They were absolutely ecstatic at the information that they were retrieving from not only the original data bases they had confiscated in the big raid, but the information that Paul’s two computers was giving them would definitely put the nail in the coffin of over a hundred organization member’s due to their involvement in hunting and killing their slaves.  The other even more exciting bit of information was that the company data base had an encrypted file that Paul used to record transactions between masters and mistresses all over the world for the slaves they sold or traded.  This would give the FBI enough information to go to Interpol and investigating agencies in many other nations and begin to put a big dent in the world wide trade of sex slaves.  Bill was sure that because of the pressure they were putting on the organization, they would begin to take more risks in taking Karen and the girls out.  Bill asked Karen and Gregg if the FBI could augment security around the house.  It was decided that only trusted agents would be allowed.  They chose Pete and his partner from LA, as well as the ones that had helped them at the restaurant and in the dungeon.  They allowed Pete to select ten officers for Gregg to screen so that they could bring the total of FBI agents providing security around the house to ten.  That would add five more to those they had already selected.

 

Karen decided that with the database for the hunt now in FBI hands, it was now time to go out and search the hunting grounds.  After they had decided the security arrangements she said, “Bill, how soon can you get a team of cadaver dogs out here.  They have an extremely large tract of land up in the mountains where they actually hunt the slaves.  You will find a lot of skeletons up there.  I think that we can at least provide those poor people a proper burial.”

 

Bill smiled at Karen and answered, “I’m well ahead of you on that.  When you first told me about the hunt, I knew the day would come that we would need to go there.  I have six teams of dogs and handlers already available so we can go tomorrow if you want.”

 

Karen somberly answered, “I want to get this done and the sooner the better.  I have nothing but horrifying memories of that place, but I do want to get this taken care of.  What I can do is take you to the part I was hunted at.  That area is just a fraction of the rest of the area up there.  When I was hunted, they told me that they owned the land thirty to forty miles in all directions.  I imagine it will take the dogs a while to scan the whole area.  I can tell you that I remember seeing maybe 50 or so skeletons and bodies there when I was hunted and that was over 15 years ago.  I don’t want to stay there too long but I will take you through the area that I have been through and am familiar with.  Then I want to come back here.”

 

Bill answered, “I can understand that.  I can’t imagine what it would be like to be stripped naked and made to run for your life while being hunted by a pack of dogs or something even worse.  Once you get us there, you will be able to return whenever you want.  We just need to know where it is.  There isn’t any mention of it in the data base so we have no clue without you.”

 

About that time, Gregg’s cell phone rang.  He got up and left the room to answer it.  When he came back in he had an extremely worried look on his face that Karen noticed immediately.  She asked, “What’s wrong Gregg?”

 

Gregg answered, “That was Dave, from the team that went with Sam.  It seems that when she was done shopping and leaving the mall for the car, she was shot.  The attacker was waiting for them just outside the door and he shot her in the middle of the back at point blank range.  Dave didn’t know what her status was but he said they were on their way to the hospital at Fort Lewis.  He figured that it would be safer to go there.  He’s got one of the team members in the ambulance with Sam.”

 

Karen got up and went to Gregg and hugged him tight.  She whispered, “I’m so sorry Gregg.  That should have been me and not her.  Let’s get going to the hospital.  I refuse to stay here and wait.  We need to have someone there to let her know we care for her.”

 

Karen turned to Bill who looked concerned and said, “Bill, I’ll see you tomorrow.  Gregg, Frank and I are going to the hospital at Fort Lewis to stay with Sam until she is better.  Don’t worry about coming.  I know you have a lot on your plate right now.  Gregg will make sure you get a full report after he’s had a chance to interview everyone.”

 

Karen went to Ginger and Diane and explained the situation to them.  They were so distraught about Sam being shot that they begged to go as well.  Gregg, Frank and Karen then left with the girls and Pete accompanying them.  Pete had come to like and respect Sam and wanted to be there for her as well.  Bill returned to his office to continue working on the case.  He thanked his lucky stars that they had Gregg’s security company protecting Karen.  He knew that if they weren’t protecting her, she would definitely be dead by now. 

 

By the time that they all got to the hospital, the doctor in the ER was just finishing up.  When he came out he recognized Gregg from when Aminda was there earlier.  He went up to him and reported, “She’s going to be all right.  I have her sedated right now.  If she hadn’t been wearing that Kevlar vest, she would have been dead.  As it is, she’s going to wake up with one hell of a bruise.  She probably won’t be moving to easily without pain for the next couple of days.  There were no internal injuries, thank god, so we don’t have to worry about surgery.  I would like to keep her here for observation for tonight, just to make sure though.”

 

Gregg spoke up and said, “That’s fine.  Karen and I want to sit with her until she wakes up.  Can you tell me when you’re going to move her to her room?”

 

The doctor answered, “There getting ready to take her up now.  Come on, I’ll take you to her.”

 

The doctor took them to the treatment room and just as they were approaching, they wheeled the gurney that Sam was laying on.  She looked like she was peacefully sleeping.  Gregg and Sam told the guard that was escorting Sam to take the rest of the visitors in the ER waiting room up to the waiting room on the floor and then bring them one at a time to the room. 

 

In short order they were on the secure floor and Sam was in a private room.  While the staff was getting Sam transferred and set up in the room, Karen and Gregg waited in the hall outside of the room.  Karen looked at Gregg and said, “Gregg, I had promised not to tell you this but under the circumstances I couldn’t forgive myself if something happened to you or Sam and I hadn’t told you.  That woman in that room is madly in love with you.  She has known you for years and has been on assignments with you.  Her fondest memory with you was when you were undercover, acting like you were a married couple.  She only wished that it didn’t have to end.  She loved her job at the Secret Service but she loved you more.  When she found out you were leaving to set up your own security service company she decided she couldn’t live without you, even if it meant that you never shared those feelings.  But I can tell that you do share those feelings with her.  It’s beyond me why you haven’t snatched that girl up and married her.  She is the ideal partner for you in life and in your company.  With this situation that we find ourselves in, there is a high possibility that one of you could be killed.  Please set aside whatever your reason is that is making you not act on your feelings for Sam.  I want you to go in that room and when she wakes up, you ask that woman to marry you.  I know she’ll say yes.  When we leave tomorrow morning, we’ll stop at the courthouse on the way out of town tomorrow to make it official.”

 

Gregg looked at Karen like she was an alien from outer space.  He finally got over his surprise and said, “How in the world you know all of our most intimate thoughts I’ll never know.  I have loved Sam for a long time as well.  I knew she liked me but I didn’t understand to what extent.  I’ve always let rules about fraternization keep me from acting on my feelings though.  I……”

 

Karen shook her head in understanding as she interrupted saying, “I think it’s time you set aside those rules.  If there are two people on this earth that are meant for each other, it’s you two.  Now are you going to ask her or not.”

 

Do you really think I should?  Do you think she would really say yes?”

 

Karen laughed and then said, “Trust me.  When you ask her that, she’ll be in your arms faster than you could ever imagine.  If I’m wrong, I’ll be your slave for a day and let you do anything you want to me.  If I’m right though, you have to be my slave for a day… Deal?”

 

Gregg shook his head left to right and said, “I have a feeling that I’m going to lose this bet but yeah we have a bet.  Now let’s go in and sit with her.”

 

The two went in the room and sat down on either side of Sam.  They each picked up a hand and held it as she slept.  Over the next hour, all of the ones that came with Gregg and Karen managed to make it to the room and sit with Sam for a while.  Karen left the room for them as they took their turns so that Gregg wouldn’t have to leave.  When the final visitor made their way back to the waiting room he had a smile on his face as he told them that she was awake, groggy but awake.

 

Karen left the waiting room to return to Sam’s room and when she got to the door she overheard Gregg saying to Sam, “Sam, I have been a dolt all these years.  I love you more than you could ever know and kept letting little rules keep us apart.  After almost losing you today, I can’t go on with things as they were.  I want a partner.  I want a soul mate.  I want you.  Would you honor me and marry me?”

 

There was a loud scream of ecstasy that was heard all of the way down to the waiting room that brought everyone running.  Karen entered the room and Sam was in Gregg’s arm hugging him and kissing him saying, “Yes…yes…yes…yes…yes…” over and over again as she gave him a kiss in between each yes.  Gregg saw Karen come in the room and just shook his head at her.  He didn’t say anything to her but the question was clear, ‘How in the hell did you know?’  All Karen did was sit down in the chair on the opposite side of the bed as she said, “See”.

 

About that time Pete, Frank and the girls all came rushing in expecting the worst.  What they found was the same scene that Karen saw when she came in.  Karen explained, “Gregg just asked Sam to marry him and she said yes.”

 

Frank muttered loud enough for Gregg and Sam to hear, “Well it’s about time.  We were all wondering when he would finally wake up and do the right thing, congratulations you two.”

 

The two sixteen year olds were excited for Sam.  What young female doesn’t imagine being swept off their feet and marrying their hero.  Frank ushered them out and Pete passed on his congratulations as well with a bit of disappointment on his face.  Karen realized that he had begun to have feelings for Sam and just had them dashed.

 

Karen said to Gregg and Sam, “All right you two.  Sam, you need to get back down to that bed and recuperate like the doctor told you.  I don’t want you out of action any longer than necessary and I’m quite sure that you’re straining your injury.  Gregg, I think you have some arrangements to go make for tomorrow morning.  I bet that Bill could arrange to have their judge they use for warrants to do the ceremony.  Why don’t you go out to the waiting room and make the call.  I’ll sit here with Sam until you come back.”

 

Gregg and Sam finally broke their embrace and Sam winched in pain as she lay back down on the bed.  Gregg got up and left the room.  Sam turned to look at Karen and said, “Why do I get the feeling that you had a hand in this.  Do you have any idea how happy I am right now?”

 

Karen smiled and said, “Yeah, I have an idea.  And you’re welcome.  I basically told Gregg he was a fool for not asking you to marry him.  Not in those words but that’s the gist of what I told him.  Now there is the matter of the bet I made with him.  I told him that if he asked you to marry him that you would jump in his arms in response.  He bet me you wouldn’t.  It’s obvious that I won the bet but I want to clear payment from you.  The bet was that the loser had to be the slave of the winner for a day.  How would you feel about Gregg being mine for a day to do with as I please?”

 

Sam smiled and answered, “I’ll let you if you’ll let me be there with you.  Now what did you mean about making arrangements and what ceremony were you talking about?”

 

Karen smiled and said, “You did agree to marry him didn’t you?”

 

Sam looked at Karen like she was dumb as she said, “Well yeah, but…………Oh you shit.  He’s making arrangements for us to be married tomorrow isn’t he?”

 

Karen just smiled and shook her head yes.  About that time, Gregg came in the door and announced, “It’s all set.  Bill will be bringing the judge to the house with the appropriate paper work at about 9 in the morning.  The judge wanted to meet Karen anyway.  So we’ll have to get you out of here early in the morning so you can get cleaned up and ready.  Karen, I’ve arranged for Frank and Pete and one of my other guards to go with you tomorrow.  Sam and I won’t be going with you if that’s all right with you?”

 

Karen answered happily, “I wouldn’t have it any other way.  With as many FBI agents as will be with me, I don’t think I’ll have anything to worry about.  Now I’m going to take the rest of the crew back to the house with me.  Give me a call if you need anything.  We’ll leave one of the cars in the lot for you to come back to the house in, in the morning.  We’ll see you then.”

 

Karen left the love birds and they all returned to the safe house.  Karen hadn’t felt as good as she did then since Darren and Sherry got married.

 

 

The end of Chapter 45

 

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